Darth Plagueis の小説・ストーリー

"We didn't kill you off because we thought your abilites were way too scary. Come and join the Dark Palace." "Hahaha!" At that moment, a burst of deep laughter was heard in the air. "Since when did the Dark Race have the right to talk in Cloud City." Accompanied by the voice that was heard, a towering middle-aged man appeared within the crowd’s vision. "It's the fifth war general of the Fighters' Alliance!" one of the Genetic Fighters at the walls of the city’s outskirts shouted. The middle-aged man was Grag Lionel, a Rank 2 Surpasser.

Thank you so much for reading thus far! Dorin and the rest of the gang will be back in Phasma Phase 5 :D . The faces in the dark have all been unmasked, and the secretive Erian aka Elazar Ravante the Silver Tongue has gone to gods know where. Dorin, on the other hand, is much too busy having fun in the university to bother about such things. After all, there's so much he wants to learrn, even when he gets stuck inside the walled city during summer while his friends go home to visit their families.

"How's my sister?" "Sound asleep," Vador replied. "Something is wrong," Aleister said entering the room "Someone is coming," his eyes were now shades of grey "Avan,Emma,go,take Avan with you. Go to Alizon" "The dark witches are back," Vador said his eyes changing color." "That's right," someone replied across the room with her back turned. Immediately Vador was tied to a metal chair and so was Aleister. "How's the dark lord?" She asked turning to face them.

Someone clapped. It was Wynnstan Dalibor, the grandson of Youri Dalibor—the Great Elder of the Doom Race, and the distinguished prodigy of his race. He walked toward James and glanced at him, praising, “Not bad, you have even mastered the Greater Paths. You’re Forty-nine, aren’t you? Are you interested in joining the Dooms? With the protection and resources of the Dooms, you will surely emerge as a force to be reckoned with in the Greater Realms.”

Agent Hailmer is the medic of the squad which is also a Healer Mage, and the proud and devoted priest of the Aeternum Cathedral of Faith. “...I know that everyone were angry and emotional..but remember..our goal is to capture them alive…All of them…remember that…Then again, I supposed it does not matter if they lose a few limbs in the way..right?…Madam Eleanor?..”.(Squad Leader Agent Rosee @ 01)

So she is often persive as the bad guy or villian instead of a saviour or hero. She was escorted by one of her Mates which is named Herald Contis, a sentinel of one of the elders. He is responsible for the updates and affairs of the Panel. He is a Alpha Gilgamesh so to say. But it isn't confirmed to that he is one. But rumors say that he was once a intelligence and wise that led the army of the Great war between Khar'var and Qwelin against its invaders that were the Vlad, a bhampirs clan that sabotages or demolishes every werewolves pack into extinction. They were pure evil but again they have been fighting the same wars again and again relatively that it's hard to say or side with a either

Duke Essandor screamed out “HERE SIR!” “Ready Yourselves!” he commanded. “Are you still going to try to persuade them sir?” the man on the left side of General Thoth took off his helmet and enquired. He had black hair and black eyes with a large scar underneath his left eye. The rider on the right of the general also took off his helmet and placed it underneath his arm. He waited for the General’s answer. These men were two of the Eastern Empire’s Sacred Three. The man with the scar was Captain Zack and the one on the right was Major Glen. These two major Eastern characters were playing second fiddle to General Thoth.

His presence seemed unexpected yet oddly comforting in this foreboding place. "Greetings, travelers," he said, his voice smooth and inviting. "I am Darius, from the Moonshadow Pack. I sensed your arrival and your quest to rescue Alpha Damien." His words resonated with hope, and for a moment, we allowed ourselves to believe that we had found an ally in our darkest hour. The weariness of our journey momentarily lifted, replaced by cautious optimism. Darius continued, his voice carrying a note of empathy. "I too have lost a pack member to these rogues. I offer my assistance to help you free Alpha Damien. Together, we can bring justice to those who have taken our loved ones."

She assumed the same was happening for everyone else as well. To her surprise his voice was rather melodic in nature. “I am the Swarmfather Retholis,” he said, “Commander of the Drogar Empire’s Third Defensive Fleet. And you are all deep within Drogar territory. This is a clear violation of every agreement we have with you mammals. Cease all hostilities and explain yourselves. Or be annihilated.” Valos didn’t even hesitate to respond. Just like the Admiral, he knew the risks of offending the Drogar, especially one with this high of a rank.

"So they don't feel pain." "They don't feel mercy either." --- The leader of the Eclipse Guard stopped a hundred yards from the fortress. He slowly removed his silver wolf mask. A deep scar ran across his face, crossing one pale blue eye. His expression was empty. Cold. Lifeless. "Lynnek Moonfang." His voice echoed across the battlefield. "I am Commander Darius." "I was the one who killed your father's royal guard." Lynnek's heart pounded. "You murdered innocent people." "They stood between me and my mission."